Filed under: Family with tags: annoyances, aunt, musings, stupidity
Relatives are here from the States and they’re staying at a friend’s house. I was the one who made reservations at the restaurant for lunch, made sure everyone knew where they were going and also planned to be the one who would take public transit out to ‘pick them up’ (so to speak) and then take public transit to where the restaurant is (because of road closures). My aunt arbitrarily decides to call my dad up and inform him that she’s asked her son/my cousin to be the one who picked up the relatives. Fine, whatever, I didn’t really care that much. Of course, then she proceeds to call several more times, asking where the relatives were staying and then what their contact number was. Which, to be perfectly honest, you’d think if she was asking someone to do something, she would have been able to provided that information already. Guess not.
Oh, but what really takes the cake, and I’m guessing the reason why I’m writing about this, is that she informed my dad that it was “inappropriate” for him to suggest that I go and pick up the relatives (I volunteered to do it, I know the public transit system well) because “Michelle’s a girl! Do you know what can happen to girls?!“.
Seriously? You’re going to pull that card?
(By the way, my cousin (who’s picking up the relatives) is also going by public transit and actually called me to ask me how to get there by public transit.)
I got pissed with this comment since I a) take public transit at least 10 times a week, b) know the area a lot better than someone who doesn’t work/live/do anything in that area, and c) I am legally an adult and of the age of majority. Also, saying that just because I’m a girl that I can’t do something but her son, who cannot navigate the city for his life, can is the most ignorant and sexist statement ever.
I’m glad that I’m getting to see my relatives later today (yay!) but it honestly makes no sense to (at the last minute) change who’s doing what when her son has to pay for transit fare (I have a bus pass), her son cannot navigate the city (at all… I had to talk him through it while looking at a map… three times) and the relatives are expecting me.
Inappropriate my ass.